The theme of the title may seem obvious, but not really. Today I got a nice text message from a friend of ours who told me that I needed to pace myself and get help if I needed and he added that he thought I was a saint. I read this to David, and that was my first mistake. He wanted to know, if I was a saint, what did that make him? We did our exercises and then swam and then went to get blood drawn. For both of us. I have a doctor’s appointment next week. Then it was off to Blade and Physical Therapy. David wanted to know what Blade though about the saint comment, and what that made him. Blade decided that I was a saint and David was King. He thought that this was satisfactory. If anyone has a better idea for his title, please let me know. I will pass it along!
PT went well, and David did work hard. Blade is a pleasure to be around, and while he works hard with David, he is very engaging. After PT, we went home for a bit, and I took a short nap before heading off to the Speech Group at the Eisenhower Medical Center. We walked into the meeting room, and I was a bit surprised by the number of people there. When we arrived there were about twenty people and a few more showed up after we got there. About half were speech patients, and half were caregivers. There was a broad array of abilities, and it was good to see and hear from folks who have been struggling for a while. There was a lesbian couple, one of whom I have seen at the Stroke Recovery Center. She has a bit more speech than David, but had her stroke five years ago, and her partner said that it was a year and a half before she could say her name. That was pretty inspiring, I have to say. There were not just folks who had strokes but some TBI survivors and a couple of people with Parkinsons. There was a woman who looked like Betty Ford (and here were were, yards from the BF Center!) and a woman who had a stroke six months ago who was a retired HS Principal. They meet every other week, and this will be a great opportunity for David. David was able to introduce himself to the group and me as well, and I only helped a little to get started and ask the right questions.
Then we went home and after a short break, we celebrated by going to Wang’s in the Desert
for Happy Hour. it was nice and we had some dim sum, then headed home, where we watched Project Runway and some Breaking Bad. So glad that the judges on PR opted to get rid of a trouble maker and not keep him around for “interest”. We finished season 4 of Breaking Bad, and who knows, we may catch up the to current season!
To me he has always been the The Sultan of Swag.
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